Chapter 1243: The Farm of Justice (Twenty-Five)

"In negotiations and games, there is a concept called 'the golden time to maximize the benefits of taking advantage of the initiative'. Simply put, in a negotiation or a game, the time when you have the initiative to maximize your benefits is Limited.”

"You must use your initiative to gain benefits as much as possible during this period. Once you miss this period and hesitate to move forward when you can maximize your benefits, the negotiation will be considered a failure."

In the cabin outside the woods, Bruce used his fingers to write and draw on the table, explaining to the two of them in as simple a language as possible why he suggested that Hal must open his mouth.

"If two parties are negotiating a price, when you throw out the most advantageous chips in your hand, it is often the time when you have the greatest initiative. The other party will feel excited for your chips. This is actually a kind of perceptual judgment. , but as time goes by, reason will gradually prevail.”

"Take advantage of the other party's momentary heartbeat and put forward the conditions that are most beneficial to you before his rationality has returned. Even if the other party lowers the price later, the final result will definitely be beneficial to you."

"Now, new interest groups want to shake the status of the old military-industrial complex, so they want to cooperate with you. European countries are not willing to continue to be harvested, and are pessimistic about being unable to carve up the future of the Soviet Union. This is when their emotions are getting the best of them. No matter how loud you are, there is always room for negotiation."

Bruce's analysis was very clear and the examples he gave were easy to understand. Hal nodded and felt that what he said made sense. Bruce added:

"The CIA has supported many agents abroad. Many of them actually know the consequences of being compradors or direct traitors. Therefore, they will take advantage of the time when the United States needs them to seek benefits for themselves as much as possible. Everyone is familiar with it. That’s it.”

"The rescuers don't know Oliver's true identity, and they probably think he is a native of Mexico. As long as Oliver shows a greedy face of seeking money for himself, he will not only be able to relax the other party's vigilance, but also accumulate a large amount of wealth in a short period of time. ”

"Those agents who work for themselves will only keep this wealth in banks or exchange it for luxury cars and mansions for enjoyment. They have no idea that the money will eventually flow back to the capitalists. They are still working in vain, and they are still working in vain. They are the targets of harvest, no different from their stupid compatriots.”

"But if Oliver is willing to invest the money in construction, it will naturally be beneficial to what he wants to do." Bruce sighed and said, "The military-industrial complex and Congress will take advantage of this trick. Because they feel that it is impossible for anyone to remain unwavering under the huge interests. This is indeed true. There are always a few noble people. As long as one wavers, it will be riddled with holes in the end. "

“But no matter what, the benefits they pay are real. As long as those who are willing to do practical things can convert this wealth into permanent assets as soon as possible and give others confidence, then the chance of them wavering can be reduced and a virtuous cycle can be formed. ”

The more Hal listened, the more it made sense. He almost couldn't wait to go back and tell Oliver. He stood up, shook hands with Bruce, and said, "The situation is urgent now. I won't say more polite words. What's the problem?" I’ll contact you again.”

Bruce nodded without saying anything, and Hal hurriedly left. On their way back, Clark and Bruce saw Diana looking up at the sky when they walked to the door.

Clark frowned, as if asking Bruce's opinion. Bruce stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, you should be a demigod of the Olympus pantheon, right?"

Although it was a question, it was in an affirmative tone. Bruce rarely spoke in such a Batman tone.

Diana cast her gaze on Bruce's face, but she didn't show any surprise. The citizens of the Amazon have special abilities, which is no secret in the eyes of the top leaders of the international community. As a small country, the Amazon can have such a social status. , which also depends on this.

But what she didn't expect was that Bruce directly said the name Olympus. Bruce shook his head and said, "That day, I told you that the gems on your bracelet would change color. I was lying to you, but I didn't." It’s not to deceive you, but just to make you take the initiative to expose the bracelet. I saw that the pattern on it has the style of Greece and the Aegean region, and I naturally think of the Olympus god system.”

"You are a good detective." Diana showed a hint of reminiscence.

Clark stepped forward and said, "You should have seen that the friend who just came to me and I both have some extraordinary abilities. We are doing something that must be kept secret from the outside world, but please believe that it is not a bad thing. So please don’t tell anyone else.”

"It's about Mexico, right?" Diana looked into Clark's eyes. She took two steps to Clark's side, looked at his side face and said, "Actually, it's not difficult to guess. The state of Jalisco has The process of the new democratic movement that broke out was not normal at all. They won too many battles that they should not have won according to common sense. There must be non-secular forces helping. "

"Although I also know that I have no position to stop it, and you can't stop it at all, but I have to remind you that using your special abilities to participate in the situation of human society is not necessarily a good thing, and may be counterproductive. "Diana lowered her head slightly, and no one saw a trace of sadness in her eyebrows.

But what surprised Bruce and Clark was that Diana soon raised her head and said with a firm face: "I don't mean to ask you not to do it. Everyone has the responsibility to uphold justice, regardless of race or ability."

"It's just that you'd better be cautious. Don't let your guard down just because you have special abilities. In the world's changes, any individual is very small, even if you are a demigod."

Clark's expression eased a little. He walked up and hugged Diana, then said: "It seems that you have learned a lesson, but don't be sad about it. Each generation has its own way to go. Don't worry too much. We will try to be more careful."

"Now, we have really exchanged secrets." Bruce stepped forward, looked into Diana's eyes and said: "I'm afraid that even if you don't want to participate in something in the future, you will have to participate."

"My honor." Diana raised her eyebrows, showed a hearty smile that she often wore on her face, turned and walked into the house, and the voices of the three slowly disappeared in the night of the farm.

"I think we get along very well and will definitely become good friends."

"I think so too, Bruce, what about you?"

"... Maybe."

Another quiet night passed with the gradually awakening summer insects chirping in the field ridges. Before dawn the next day, the entire farm suddenly began to run rapidly like a huge machine set on time.

Rows of tractors drove along the ridges, and the green and primitive land began to gradually be stained with traces of human labor. Hopeful seeds were sown, and people's expectations for a good harvest came in the wind.

With the guidance of professional tractor technicians, the vegetable field specially marked out by Clark finally got on the right track.

Bruce, who learned the fastest, first hung up the tiller and began to plow the land over and over again. Because the plot was not large, it could be cultivated more finely. The tractor plowed back and forth four times before starting to sow.

The sowing part was done by the most experienced Clark. After getting familiar with the basic operation of this huge tractor, sowing was not difficult for the young people from the small town who had been doing farm work since childhood. Soon, the sowing of this field was completed.

Diana had to drive the car to check the entire field to see if there were any problems with the density and position of the seeds. After all the work was done, a day had passed. When they returned to the Kent family's house, they were waiting for steaming meals.

In the next two weeks, the three of them were all around the farm fields. This field was not too big and easy to take care of. It didn't matter whether it could produce crops, so after finishing the farm work here, the three of them would go to the big farm to help.

Wheat and barley are the top priorities of the farm. These are the most important economic crops and cannot be sloppy, but the Lamborghini tractor did help a lot.

This tractor is very large and powerful. Jonathan went to the town to borrow the largest tiller. It is more than three times wider than the ordinary tiller. This means that the tractor can plow three times the land in the same amount of time from one end to the other, which greatly saves the time of spring plowing.

Everyone knows that the time of spring plowing is extremely precious. Large farms with thousands of acres must be planted within more than half a month. After exceeding the best time, the crop volume may be reduced by half every day. Farming is not just a proverb.

All farmers know that large tractors are easy to use and can relieve a lot of pressure. However, not everyone has the money to buy a tractor worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. With this money, they can add more valuable things to the farm.

But no one will not envy such a large tractor. When Kent Farm started spring plowing, all the farmers around came and saw Jonathan driving a Lamborghini tractor like a behemoth, dragging a larger tiller behind him, and plowing a huge field in less than ten trips back and forth. Everyone's eyes were full of envy.

Although Jonathan often taught Clark not to be too fond of showing off, many farmers worked all their lives just to show up in their hometown. These days, Jonathan was smiling in his dreams, and Martha couldn't stand his excitement.

It was another night of laughter and joy, although he was exhausted. Bruce climbed up to the attic with his hands and feet, leaned on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at his bedside table.

There were a few newly developed photos on it. Jonathan took them with a camera when he finished work today.

The content of the photos was different. Some showed Bruce sitting in the cockpit of the tractor, turning his head back to stare at the situation of the planter behind him, some showed Clark carrying two bags of fertilizer on the ridge of the field, and some showed Diana holding a newborn lamb like a baby.

Although the content was different, every photo was sunny, the sky was high and the land was vast, and everyone's facial features and expressions were hazy and soft, just like the spring breeze in Kansas.

Bruce turned to the last photo. The three of them stood side by side on the ridge of the field, with the endless Kent Farm behind them.

Clark, standing on the far left, was holding the bat cat, wearing sunglasses and a floral shirt, while Diana was wearing a plaid shirt and overalls. Both of them were smiling.

Bruce, standing in the middle, was wearing a sweatshirt with a puppy pattern on the chest and a straw hat.

Bruce's fingers gently stroked his face in the photo. He himself did not notice that when the shutter sounded, his expression was so relaxed. According to human common sense about expressions, Bruce in the photo was smiling.

Bruce slowly put the photo down and exhaled gently. He always felt sleepy recently, as if he would fall asleep anytime and anywhere.

And today, Bruce fell asleep faster because he wanted to engrave these sunny days in his memory.

No matter how many dim days there are in the future, rain and fog, this lonely bat can also guard this lamp and have a good night's sleep.